Island of BL

Chapter 55: Godt, Bas

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Godt's POV

I left Bas to take BamBam's call and slowly walked back to my cabin. I almost bumped into someone who was walking hurriedly down the corridor. I had not seen him coming because my tears had clouded my vision.

I turned the key on my cabin door, not realizing that I had already unlocked it earlier.

I flung myself on my bed, not caring to take off my clothes or shoes.

I prepared myself for a sleepless night.

I tossed and turned and tossed and turned and tossed and turned once more.

Finally, in frustration, I jumped out of bed and headed for the bar. I was going to drown my sorrows in alcohol.

"Please give me the strongest concoction you can make," I told the bartender, handing him several bills.

I looked around while waiting for the bartender to serve me my drink.

There were not too many people in the bar. Perhaps most of the passengers were already in bed, either fast asleep or making love with their partner. The last thought made me more depressed than I already was.

"Thank you," I said to the bartender after he handed me my drink.

I brought my drink over to a table at the far end of the bar. I took the seat that was facing the entrance of the bar.

I took a sip from my glass and grimaced as I felt the liquid flowing through my throat like fire.

"Why???" I asked myself for the hundredth time, "why was I so unlucky in love? Why did I have to meet someone and fall for him when all this time his heart was beating for someone else?"

I took one more sip, grimacing once more, my eyes getting blurry from the tears that had welled up in it.

Through my blurry vision I saw Bas walk in through the entrance of the bar. Wait, what??? Bas??? Bas!!!

I stood up from my table and walked quickly towards him before he could reach the bartender.

I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him out of the bar.

"What are you doing here, Bas?" I demanded, "you know that you're not yet old enough to drink, right?"

I could tell from Bas' wide eyed look that he had not expected to encounter me here at the bar.

After a brief silence, he replied, "I have come to drink myself to death."

I shook him, not too gently I'm afraid.

"Why would you do that??" I demanded.

"Because I have broken up with BamBam," he replied.

"And why did you do that?" I needed to know.

"Because I have found someone else," he replied.

I was speechless. How much more fickle can anyone get? I asked myself, shaking my head.

I felt Bas pulling his wrist from my grasp and rushing inside the bar.

I quickly went over to him and pulled him out once more, this time my hand holding his wrist more tightly than before.

"Help!!! I'm being kidnapped!" to my horror, I heard these words coming out of his mouth.

In a few seconds, three guys rushed out of the bar.

I quickly let go of Bas and raised my arms to show the guys that I wasn't doing anything to Bas.

In the instant that I let go of Bas, he ran back inside the bar.

"What was that all about?" one of the guys asked me.

"I was stopping him from getting inside the bar because he's not yet old enough to drink," I explained to him.

From beyond the shorter guy's shoulder I could see that Bas had already hoisted himself on the bar stool and was ordering a drink from the bartender.

I left the three guys and rushed inside.

"Hold it!" I called out to the bartender.

The three other guys rushed back in.

One of them said to the bartender, "That kid is not old enough to drink! Did you even ask to see his ID?"

"Oh, oops, sorry, I forgot," the bartender said, grabbing the drink from Bas.

"Don't call me a fucking kid!" Bas yelled at the guy who had referred to him as a kid, "I am twenty fucking years old!!!"

"That's still not old enough to drink," the second guy spoke up.

"Fuck all of you!" Bas yelled while walking out of the bar.

I quickly followed him and grabbed his wrist once more.

"Wait up!" the three guys called out, following us out of the bar.

"How are you related to him?" one of them demanded, looking at me fiercely.

Before I could speak, Bas said to him, "Leave him alone, he's my boyfriend."

For the second time, Bas had rendered me speechless.

The three guys stood silent as well, undecided what to say or do next.

Then suddenly the shortest of them spoke up, "Then what are you waiting for? Kiss him already!"

"You're not getting a free show," I shot back at him before grabbing Bas once more and leading him to the foyer.

Before I could even press the service button for an elevator, Bas turned to me and said, "You giant idiot, you were the 'someone else' that I found that I was telling BamBam about."

I just stood there staring at him, not able to believe what I was hearing.

Suddenly, Bas tiptoed and grabbed my neck, pulling my face down to his and planted a hard kiss on my lips.

Just as suddenly, we heard loud cheers and whistles from behind us.

Goddammit! Those three nosy guys had secretly followed us into the foyer!

"Run!" Bas whispered urgently grabbing me by my wrist. I followed him blindly towards the adjacent corridor.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked breathlessly.

"To my cabin," he replied.

Damn, this kid is faster than lightning when it comes to going after what he wants, or who he wants, in my case.